Constellation Lyrics

When a nigga pull up

Shit, all of the hoes be jocking

Stay flyer than an eagle

Take off then all these niggas flocking

Big Breezo got drip, drip, drip, water like a runnin' faucet

Big dick, big body, big bread

And you know I'm about to make a big deposit

Yeah, it's no dirt, straight gas

Exotic, that's all I smoke

Money, clothes, cars and the hoes, fuck nigga

That's all I know

Brown bottles in the pantry, Jose, that's all I pour

Hit the plug, get a couple triple stacks, if I fuck, then that's all she wrote

Dressed for the business, but it casual shit

This ain't no cap, that's factual, bitch

You dressed like a clown, you a actor and shit

I'm probably off the drugs, that's an actual script

It ain't my fault that you lackin' and shit

Feel some way, better at me and shit

I'd probably be a demon if rap was a sin

Resurrect a nigga thug, now we active again

Somebody tell them fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell them punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell these fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell these punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell them fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell them punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell these fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell these punk bitches we active again

When a nigga pull up

You know I gotta get this shit poppin'

I ain't wanna kill these rappers

But I guess I never had another option

These niggas on minimum wage, they don't know shit about bossin'

Shit I could put you on game bout finessin' with pressure, the lesson will cost ya

Fuck bitches get money

The motto, that's all I know

A nigga hate, mad cause I'm on and he ain't

He probably broke

The boy softer than a blanket, not me, cause I don't fold

Man I'm tryna get some paper, but don't try me, cause I want smoke

So how you got money, but you got no swag?

How you look broke, but you claim you get bags?

That don't add up, guess I'm 'posed to subtract

Counting money about the only time I fuck with the math

You a strong four but bitch, I'm a ten

Stay poured up, fill the cup to the rim

I don't want your bitch so her throat got hit

See you talkin' that shit, got me active again

Somebody tell them fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell them punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell these fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell these punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell them fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell them punk bitches we active again

Somebody tell these fuck niggas we active again

Somebody tell these punk bitches we active again